Author's Note: As is often the case with my stories, this one explores themes of non-consensuality and is therefore dark in tone. Please don’t read it if that will offend you. If you do read it, thank you and I’d be grateful for any comments you may have.
Part 1
He’d been a naughty girl.
At least that’s the judgement Miss Victoria had made and in this awful place, only her assessment and those of Miss Francesca, her elder sister, and Mistress Anna, her mother, counted. It hadn’t even been deliberate; Miles had been here too long to dare to be disobedient or misbehave on purpose. He knew where that road led and had no desire to explore the route further than he already had before he’d come to learn better. If Miss Victoria said he’d been a naughty girl that is what he’d been. There was nothing he could do or say to influence the decision so consequently he’d been sent to bed early which was where he was now, looking forward to what he fully expected would be a thoroughly uncomfortable night.
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